Not Us

This book is by Kaye Freeman the famous teen bible author....NOT the Jeddi Basher from Myrtleford.

Just so you know....

Look into my eyes

Look into my eye look into my eyes not around my eyes , into my......That's right it's easy to see who the intelligent one is. Meet my mate Pushkin, he is the brawn and I am the brains. Pushkin often visits for plotting against humanity meeeetings. He is forced to wear a diamontie collar whilst I run free as nature intended(indoors only). I never go to the outside world and that's OK with me. I like plastic bags.

That's me

Vivian

80th birthday

Happpppyyyy Birthdayyy toooo youoooo Happpyyyiii Birthsdayyy toooo youooooo Happppyyy birthdayyyy Venlaaaaaaaah Happpyyyyy Birthdayiiii Tooooo youoooo!!!!
Love from me and Johnny and Tubbs and vivian and eric and bobo and Bob and Dad and Tony and Oldy and Dah and Kath aand Nana and Fred and Aunty Gwen and Mary and Jeff and Betty and Venla and Sian and Johnathan and every one who has ever loved you.xxxxxxxxxx

Dementia

Look at him there. Sleeping without a care in the world. Its not called Burmese Chihuahua for nothing you know! At times it feels like I'm the one doing all the work. That might explain the worried look I've always got on my face. Lately I've been doing my part for the community by visiting old people with dementia. They are almost like normal people but they are old and mental. Not that there is anything wrong with that. In fact I quite like them , they are always pleased to see me and they laugh no matter how many times I tell my polar bear joke. I like the way they dress and its always warm where they live. It makes you realize that life is all about something but it's not about being rich or famous or a wanka. That's Chihuahuanese for ......wanka.

I am Tubbs and may your decrepitude be bountiful with loving people.

Ommm Tubbs

This one is for Venla

There she is flat on her back on the grass and rose petals in the middle of winter. The frost didn't melt till midday but there is moisture in the air so there is great rejoicing throughout the land.......

Delight

Anger and despair anger and despair I've got a silver frock(dress) so I don't care. This is the new Tubbs. Hideho I'm Tubsie and I'm back. From out of space and your here to find me here with that look upon my face I should have changed that stupid lock I should have thrown away the key if I thought for just one second you'd be back to bother me so now go go out the door I'm going through the anger stage cause I'm over the denial stage and I'm not sure what the next stage is perhaps it's bargaining but I don't care anymore 'cause I'm Tubbs.

Oh dear Leeeeeerd I almost forgot it rained it rained it rained it rained yay yay yay yay yay the river is full again and the ground is green again and all is almost well with the world.

I'm TUBBSIE

May words of kindness tunnel their way into your speech. Always

Omm

Tubbs

Take lots of fish oil

Hidyhi!
I have returned from the avalanch of life. My Father died just over a month ago and it took three weeks of hospital visits watching him wither away before my eyes. My pillar and living thesaurus and spell check has gone to his maker the big polar bear in the sky. Whilst all this was going on my mothers dementia was rapidly taking a turn for the bizarre which culminated in not much sleep for me. I write today for the first time as myself and not as Tubbs because she too has been unwell. Beware of Aprils and Mays I say!! She managed to find herself a rotting ecoli ridden carcus or droppings(so much for her past time) and so is now on a special diet and antibiotics. My mum on the other hand is physicaally healthier than all of us put together and the nine hour car trip from Gosford to Wangaratta was very very high tension to say the least....Thank god for Tamazipan. I'm not one to normally condone knocking old people out with meds but in this case it was a matter of keping her in the car.
Anyway we made it and I felt like th worst daughter in the world when we had to drop her off at the dementia unit of the hospital But as people kept telling me I needed to get some sleep. Its taken over a month but she is settling down...a bit.
We are converting the old tobbacco shed into a studio so expect much more natty artsy fartsy stuff from moi. This may be the only time I write as myself so be prepared for the return of angry Tubbs. She gets angry easily.
May the petals of cherry blossoms tickle you in all your crevices of hate.
Kaye xx

Folickles

Hello there!
Long tome no speaky(to myself)
Something about a sore spine preventing the human from sitting in front of the computah for more than 30seconds.....Meet little white elephant and Kewpie. They are a couple of funny fellows. Right now the little white elephant is saying,"HA ha ha ha ha Oh! Kewpie, that's a really funny story, how big did you say it was?"
Yeah they are a couple of real comedians.
You will all be pleased to hear that the nights are almost getting cooler(2nights in a row!) although the days are still a bit hot. It tried to rain again but not enough to crack open the crack about. Speaking of crack...Anna Nichole Smith has really taken over the chook pen. I have a sneaking suspicion she may be non gender specific, if you know what I mean.....No not that there is anything wrong with that. I read over some of my older bloggs and I'm a bit worried that I might be coming across as a complete mental. But remember....I'm very hairy.
Autumn breezes are whispering around my ear follicles.
Tubbs

Hairy arse

HELLO THERE!
Meet Anna Nicole Smith our latest addition to the chook fraternity. Yes she is Buxom and she speaks her mind in so many unthinkable ways. Yet she is one of the lucky ones. For we have trapped and sent 4 feral cats and one fox to a watery grave and someone (not us, ran over another one of the cats on the bridge. ...The rickety bridge)
There was Ren and Stimpy, Frieda and Carlo and Ivon and Carlo2 and so many more. Now the Chickens are all safe but we keep the trap set just in case!!!! I understand that this kind of killing is justified not only because it saves so many chooks but also native animals.Cats and foxes are imported and they are killing many native spicies.Vivian has never been ouside.
love and kindness to you all, they are not a sign of weekness but strength,
I have a very hairy arse
TubbsVivian

Poor End

I can't remember wether I have shown this painting before. Thats because I have a brain like a siv due to my miss spent youth. It is a painting called "The Angel of Queen Street"
Thats Queen St. in Sydney. Its full of very very rich people who sit at roadside cafes talking loudly. I lived at the poorend of that street for a while,(only in spirit because I wasn't born yet....(Remember I am a slightly angry young chihuahua)
So anyway there I was mixing it with the scum of the earth with Jed the one wot came befor me.(Dog Wise)When an angel walked infront of a ZX9R kawasaki bloody buggery convertable Rolls Royce!
So now you see what I see.
Thankyou
May you come to understand your ghosty maker
Tubbs

Hope

This is my food bowl. Its not a big food bowl. Its not a very fancy food bowl. But its MY food bowl and its empty. Its empty because no one has bothered to put any food in it. I like to look at my food bowl. Its nice and cool on the lino and if I stay here long enough and look despondent enough somehow it might fill up with food, I live in hope. and that's the beauty of life. There is always hope. As long as you have a food bowl. Even if you don't have one you could always hope for one. Sometimes I dig at my food bowl in the hope it will fill up with lovely food. I'm Tubbs and I'm hopeful.

CIA and Iran

Staying with my deep rooted interest with all thing drying on a hills hoist. Yes, I realise this is NOT a hills hoist, it is a four stringed drying apparatus. However, with these petty distractions you are picking my nits. The colours, the patterns the synchronicity. I'm ganna git the CIA tu hav a rueel guud luuke at that. (attempt at southern american accent)
Remember, before the calm there comes the storm and every one should bloody well take a deep breath and dear god I hope no one attacks Iran cause then all hell will break loose.
Angry Tubbs

Nice Undies

Nice undies. Here is my ode to Anna. Anna Nicole Anna Nicole you began your career dancing round a pole. Your face much like an angel even when getting old. Anna Nicole Anna Nicole you always looked good in undies.
The End
Good on ya!

Food Bowl

Look at him there. Isn't he just the bees knees. Nice background, nice chair very contemporary suit. What can I say? The man can do no wrong. He just gets better with age. Just like me. I keep scratching at my food bowl but the food never appears until SHE puts some in.
Life is indeed a mysterious and wonderful thing.
I am Vivian and I am the LOVE Monkey of Beat Takeshi.......It's official!

40c

The fires are back and it's been 40c in the shade again. Whilst I try and try to imagine a cooler wetter place it ends up looking like Jakarta. That's in Indonesia where 75% of the capital is under water. The cracks in the ground are getting bigger and its getting dustier here. On a lighter note we caught the feral cat wot ate some of our chickens. Sooty was his name. And this morning a fox went to his watery grave too. Maybe soon all our chickens will be safe. Maybe soon the fires will cease. Maybe soon it will rain. Maybe soon people will stop fighting. I am Tubbs and I am worried but what good does it do? And I still think George Bush is a turd.... (Definition of a turd: segment of a faeces.) That's right he's not even a full sample of fiscal matter. He's not the full turd. Speaking of turds how about that George Bush Junior?. Ooops sorry I was already talking about that turd. And why does he speak in half sentences? Is he just reafferming that he is not the full turd? That he is a fellaffel short of a kebab? That there is a kangaroo loose in his top paddock? That he is a sandwhich short of a picnic? Ah but as usual I have said too much.

May raindrops of truth fall upon you thoughts

Omm

Tubbs

NOT NAUTICAL

Here are my holiday photographs. The dingy is now a garden and that's as nautical this little chihuahua will ever get. The one of my ear and the orange sky is with the nice old lady who likes to fish and dream of ice skating and other one is of me looking pretty fabulous with Erik who is waiting for the old lady to catch a fish to eat.

May you always see your tribulations through the turquoise eyes of weeping gratitude

Omm

Tubbs

Target

Its summer and I'm happy cause the winter is a far away thing and the children they are laughing cause there's a new TARGET in town . We can buy our brand new undies (under wear) and be as happy as happy can be and I am Tubbsie, ate all my dinner and the wine is tasting good. (Please remember to drink irresponsibly)

I give you a ball of golden thread, do with it what you will.

Tubbs

Abooot

Gentleness and kindness is what I'm all aboooot. But that mangie little cat Vivian keeps sticking his tongue up my snout....It's really my nose but that doesn't rhyme with abooot. Messages come to me from on high but Vivian just bites my thigh....

May the orange feet of demons stamp out your sorrows

Tubbs

Meteor

They are melting. They are melting. Is anyone listening? Personally I just like looking at this picture because it reminds me that somewhere it is cool and somewhere there is water. Last night we looked at a meteor in the southern sky that is only ever going to pass us once. By US I don't mean the evil Disney empire I mean the planeeet Earth. What ever you do, save water because one of these days you will be all lathered up and the reservoir will run out. I'm Not joking. You know I don't joke because I am a Hairy Chihuahua.

May mauve eyed angels of understanding laugh at all your peccadillo's

omm

Tubbs